On The Opposite Side of Her Mind

on the opposite side of her mind,
where she's wondering what happens next.
theres a small angry voice in her head,
that is making a large frightened mess.

it tells her she's going to fail,
that the prize isn't worth all the work.
at the edge with both hands on the rail,
and it wants her to drown in the hurt.

and copies the critics and fools,
repeating their words in her ear.
you won't make it, you're worthless, dont go.
and the whispers fan flame made of fear

but the small angry voice doesn't know,
about the one who is holding her hand.
he shelters her from every blow,
and gives her the courage to stand.

so although theres a large frightened mess,
spurred to life by a small frightened voice.
on the opposite side she is blessed,
by the love that is holding her close.


lennie.